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Wisdom3_1-9
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- Jul 19, 2020
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Of all the things that affect me the most, this has to be the worst. It is a constant barrage of self-doubt, self-loathing, and anxiety. The medications doctors have tried over the years barely help. At best, they reduce one type of negative chatter and fill the gap by finding some other form of negative chatter.
It's also the one thing that absolutely no one else could ever understand, because there's no way they can experience it. They may have their own struggles with their own internal monologue, but they could never know the full barrage unleashed by mine on me. Friends can only ever say things like "things will get better" or "maybe if you tried this." They don't understand that even if all the horrible life situations plaguing me were to magically disappear, my own thoughts would still pester me relentlessly.
And even in those rare instances when I latch on to a little bit of hope... thinking a new job or new location or relationship change would transform my life for the better... that voice reminds me that I'll still be the horrible human being always suffering from the same personality traits; that nothing will ever actually get better and that history will always repeat itself. It reminds me that I'll never be free of it, because I'll never be free of myself, and that's why my death is the only solution.
It's also the one thing that absolutely no one else could ever understand, because there's no way they can experience it. They may have their own struggles with their own internal monologue, but they could never know the full barrage unleashed by mine on me. Friends can only ever say things like "things will get better" or "maybe if you tried this." They don't understand that even if all the horrible life situations plaguing me were to magically disappear, my own thoughts would still pester me relentlessly.
And even in those rare instances when I latch on to a little bit of hope... thinking a new job or new location or relationship change would transform my life for the better... that voice reminds me that I'll still be the horrible human being always suffering from the same personality traits; that nothing will ever actually get better and that history will always repeat itself. It reminds me that I'll never be free of it, because I'll never be free of myself, and that's why my death is the only solution.